Violin Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Violin twins strings and bow to flow
Intuitively, sets and follows score.
Over: echoes calls for more, encore
Linking Earth to an ethereal glow
In and of vibrations pure, bestow
No end of joy. Imagination's door
Ajar through chords accord may find, much more,
Where air a-flutter harmonies helps grow.
Eternal though ephemeral, fast, slow,
Seem to team, mind tunes to soul to soar
Towards an unknown haven and explore
RUnes unwritten, rules discarded, throw
Constraints to the winds as music, muse,
Karmically combine, and all enthuse.

Music offers key that may unlock
emotions’ tides which wash wide, far beyond
life’s toil and troubles, act as magic wand
ending Time’s hold on Man’s internal clock
where fresh horizons future fair unblock.
Enchantment uninhibited, true bond,
links heart to heart as each to each responds
as agent free to answer Chance’s knock.
Tuned violins make magic, distance mock,
exchanging tone-true notes, souls correspond,
unleashing feelings, sound profound and fond,
resplendent rainbow unwrecked by Time’s rock.
Vibrating waves through tau[gh]t strings humming may
add harmony, each season sweet as May.

Vibrancy with haunting lilt imprints
Inner ear with peerless sound sensations,
On gypsy folk or solo stoke mind mints
Lofty range, dimensions strange all nations
Identify as music of the spheres
Notes flawless, celestial emanations,
Alter states of mind. Brain's hemispheres
Within expand as waveband compilations
Exile pain. Refrain again gains height,
Sublime in time and outside time itself that bows
To bow's gut reaction out of sight
RUnning ahead beyond frontiers, soul wows.
Charmed birds from trees descend, retrain their cheeps,
Key into serendipity. Heart leaps.